Protecting Niall (Nouis, Niam, Narry and Ziall)

Chapter 9 - You Gave Me Hope

Niall's POV:

I woke up as soon as the alarm went off and jumped up into my wardrobe to try and get ready quickly. It didn't work though, I jumped off of the bed with too much 'jump' and actually head butted the door to the wardrobe.

Fuck.

My.

Life.

It hurts so much it is ridiculous. I lay back down on my bed for a couple of minutes until the pain goes down before continuing to gt dressed. I am determined not to let anything get me down today because Josh is coming!

I finished getting dressed and ran into the bathroom, cleaning my teeth and fiddling with my hair until it no longer looked like a nest of birds lived there before running downstairs and into the kitchen grabbing some bread and chucked it into the toaster humming happily to myself.

Paul was still asleep I guessed, which was a good thing as he needed the rest although it did sound like he went out last night so who knows? Maybe he is one of those people who just suddenly get better and doesn't need the rest. Or maybe he is just a night owl and didn't want his injuries to hold him back?

The toast popped out of the toaster stopping all of my thoughts containing Paul so I could focus solely on buttering my toast and getting to school. Not even five minutes later, I was leaving the house with my bag in tow and my stomach full with toast. I am not going to lie I can be a pretty quick eater when I want to be.

When I arrived at school I sat under the nearest tree to the entrance of the school so I would be able to quickly get into school. The only thing I currently regret about having to be under protection at this school is that I can't really make any friends who would last, since as soon as everything is done I am going back to London with hopefully no questions asked back at this school. The only people I am sort of friends with, well who I have come into contact with, were Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn and lets be honest I'm not in their best books, and by the sounds of how yesterday went I probably never am going to be.

The school grounds quickly filled up with students in their groups of friends, talking and having fun, in the midst of it I did see Liam, Louis, Harry and Zayn quickly conferring before they left for their friendship groups glancing ever so often at me. Well I wonder what that was about. Did I do something else last night which pissed them off? because I am only aware of so many things at the moment. As soon as the bell rang I was up and out of my spot and hurrying into school with the rest of the students lost in a sea of teenagers.

For the first time since I arrived, I felt like I fitted into the school, no one could see me unless they wanted to and I was treated the same as everyone else. Ever since my scars had been on show people have been wary and careful around me, no matter if I know them or not. But being lost in the crowd like this made me feel normal like everyone else.

The first three lessons flew by and before I knew it, it was already lunchtime! Score! I bought myself a sandwich and sat in the corner of the canteen just watching everyone pass by thinking about my day. I had had two of my lessons with at least one of the boys present, Religious Studies and Maths, which definitely weren't easy lessons to cope with. They ignored me for the majority of the lesson and when we were forced into discussion they spoke with some anger in their voices, it was really starting to piss me off. What had I done to annoy them the only recent thing I could think of was the whole Josh's text thing but I had already told Zayn that it wasn't what they thought, but who knows if the rest of them got that message?

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, pulling it out I saw I had a new message... from Josh!

I read it;